Lu Jihan's movements were both urgent and forceful, causing Song Yinyin's back to ache as she lifted her head in annoyance.
She desperately tried to push him away, but he countered by pinning her hands behind her, his large palm ambiguously gripping one of her delicate feet...
She wanted to kick him away, but he pulled her closer, pressing half of her body against his.
Their legs were intertwined...
"You!" She looked up, annoyed and embarrassed.
With one glance, she caught sight of his displeased expression and was instantly taken aback.
Perhaps the thing she couldn't get used to the most was this man's unpredictability; everything was fine a moment ago, so why was he suddenly angry?
Instinctively, she furrowed her brows, but in the next moment, his tall and upright figure loomed over her, his head slightly bowed.
Instantly, she didn't dare to move.
